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Then my paranoid ass realized she wasn’t pointing at me but at the seat behind me. He grinned at his friends with that lazy arrogance that he seemed to always have and slowly made his way toward my row.
If I had been looking down, I would not have realized that it wasn’t that he was walking slowly, but rather he was treading carefully. It looked like he had some type of swagger, but watching his footsteps, I could see he was trying not to limp.
My eyebrows scrunched in confusion.
Did he get in a fight before coming here? And if he did, why did I care? I shook my head, ridding myself of these thoughts, but it was idly timed because it was done when he was right next to me.
The first thing I noticed was his smell. It reeked of expensive cologne and a hint of smoke.
“You have a problem?” he drawled.
My head quickly shook, and when he saw that I wasn’t going to give him a verbal answer, he proceeded to sit right behind me.
My neck felt hot, and I tried not to shift as the class went on. I could hear him tapping his pencil impatiently as he waited for class to end. Or how he moved his legs and purposely hit my chair each time he did so. I fisted my hands on my desk, not daring to speak up and tell him to stop.
When the bell rang, I sighed in relief.
Class one of one hundred and eighty school days: done.
I was about to reach for my backpack, when I heard him shuffling out of his chair. I waited to see his shiny loafers pass before I packed my shit.
My body froze the moment I felt his hand on my shoulder. My blood began to race, and although I knew he wouldn’t be as crazy to do anything with everyone watching, especially a teacher, I still couldn’t calm my thumping heart.
“We’re going have a fun year, little lion,” he whispered, causing shivers down my spine.
I watched him walk away, wondering if I had just made it up. My cock had twitched, and I didn’t know if it was because I was so scared I almost pissed myself or if his voice had turned me on.
Day one of one hundred and eighty, and I was already fucked.
2
THEODORE
By lunchtime, my body had calmed down. Either that or I had accepted my fate. Senior year was the silver lining. They could do whatever they wanted, but as soon as my graduation cap touched the floor, I was done, and I was out.
Lea was already sitting down at what we considered our table. It was all the way back by the back entrance. There wasn’t enough daylight to reach it, and it was by the trash cans. Not the best spot, but everyone left us alone.
As soon as I neared, her head snapped up, and her eyes narrowed. Those blue eyes would be a lot more mesmerizing if it weren’t for the thick glasses that obscured them.
“What happened this morning, Theodore,” she snapped at me as if this morning’s activities had been my fault.
“I was ambushed, Leanna,” I spat back.
She let out a resigned sigh and started to take out books from her backpack. “I know, Teddy, and it’s all just so freaking unfair.”
It was, but that was life, wasn’t it? A series of unfortunate events and all of us just coasting by, hoping that it all got better at some point.
Lea didn’t care for social norms. I had known her longer than I did everyone at this school. Our fathers were friends, and she didn’t have to tell me that her dad was a dick. Tell me who your friends are, and I will tell you who you are. That right there said it all. Lea looked prim and proper all the time. When she was around her family, she forced herself to have a stick up her ass to fit in with them.
We both wanted an out, and the only answer we found was finding solace in each other. At first, I felt guilty for using her for my benefit because the last thing I wanted was to hurt the only real friend I’d ever had.
The first time I tried to kiss her was back in freshman year, and she stepped back with confusion on her delicate features. “I thought you were gay?”
All the blood had drained from my face. Early on, I knew I wasn’t attracted to girls. There was never a stage in which I was confused about my sexual identity. I liked girls; they were pretty and soft, but they didn’t appeal to me on a sexual level.
Lea had seen the terror on my face and immediately hugged me and told me she would never tell anyone. Our fathers were conservative as it got, so she knew having my father accept me was never going to happen.
So we both just let our parents assume there was more than friendship between us just so we would be left alone—and so far, it had worked.
